| Subject: *A tall, lone black form stands half hidden by the shadows, his glittering eyes the only thing giving away his presence*>> |
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Touched By Love
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Date Posted: 13:00:49 03/27/01 Tue
Author Host/IP: NoHost/216.167.172.132
He looks at all the other horses, his dark forelock blowing in front of his eyes by a chilly wind. He has been alone all his life, except for his mother, who still watched him from a distance sometimes. He snorts softly to himself. His mother is nothing but a weak link in his strong family chain of evils. She had always been different then the rest of them, and she had expected him to be like her… to be…* good *he mutters to himself, and shakes his head. He would never be like her. Now all he needed was someone else, whose dark nature would match his, and who would be with him constantly, giving him the love he needed, but a different kind of love, a dark love… He pricks his ears, and paws at the ground, tearing up the green sprouts beneath his hooves and tossing them aside. He wonders if he would ever find the right one, a mare that would make the evil flow through his veins more strongly, and touch his heart of cold black emptyness. Whuffling quietly, he turns his head away, knowing it is probably hopeless*
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